Page 121 of In League with Ivy


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As we rose, my numb feet made me stumble into Chase’s arms, and I giggled nervously as he stared into my eyes. I remained spellbound as we held each other.

I unwound from his arms and turned to Jonathon with an apologetic smile. “Um… it was lovely. You’ve got a very nice voice.”

We hurried off, driven by, in my case, a desperate hunger for Chase to be buried deep inside of me.

Everything became a blur as we ripped at each other’s clothes along the skinny hallway to my cabin.

Falling through the door, Chase pushed me onto the bed before I could utter “Fuck me, please.”

He tore off my panties with his teeth, and his tongue landed on my swollen, throbbing clit.

Grabbing handfuls of his hair, I virtually screamed out his name as stars and rainbows and all kinds of natural phenomena blew up in front of me.

I didn’t need a cactus-induced trip to end up in the sky soaring among birds of paradise.

Running my hand up and down his pulsating and veiny shaft, I licked my lips. Chase took to my mouth, and his tongue tangled with mine. I opened my legs, and he entered me in one deep, burning thrust as his mouth covered mine.

He cupped my tits. “No one feels like you do. I just want to fuck you all night.”

“Oh, yes, please,” I purred, heading for my second explosion. My body shattered into a million sensations as his enormous dick burst me apart.

Back on terra firma and home again after what had been five very interesting, if not life-changing, days.

I caught up with Liam and Sara at our favorite little bar in Soho, for our weekly catch up.

“So how was it?” Sara asked about the cruise.

“It was relaxing. My favorite part was disembarking in Belize. We laid on the beach, ate hamburgers, and drank cocktails. It was heavenly.”

“That doesn’t sound very healthy or alternative,” Liam said.

“I wasn’t there for that. But I thought the cruise would give me space to focus on what I wanted to do with my life.”

“And did you figure it out?” Sara asked.

“Nope.” I bit into my nail. I hated admitting that.

“And Chase?” Liam asked.

“Mm… well, we hooked up after a Tantra session.”

“Oh, I thought you swore you’d never do that again,” Sara said.

“It was my mother’s doing. She told me that she’d seen Chase heading there with Fleur, this pretty, hot-to-trot hippie. And there was this guy dying to shed his activewear for whoever swanned his way. Soon as I saw those tights, I felt like sticking my fingers down my throat.”

“There’s nothing like a sexy bod in Lycra,” Liam said.

“Well, you would say that.” Sara smiled. “I’m with Ivy. Not a fan.”

“I don’t know. A nice pair of buns and a packed lunch tucked in Lycra is pretty fucking hot in my book,” Liam said.

“Yeah, really hot. In that sweaty kind of way,” I said.

“Mm… yum. The sweatier the better.” Liam giggled.

“So what about Chase?” Sara asked. “Are you back together?”

“We’re hanging out. I made him promise that he wouldn’t propose this time.”

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